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Originally Posted by Talosian
Once he has surveyed his situation, he gruffly asks, "Where are we? And who are you?"
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There's an orange glow as the halfling draws on a pipe. "We are in the panopticon of pain. Or, I should say,
a panopticon of pain. There's more of them around, I hear. But I suspect this is the last one standing. Being so close to the chasm, I imagine no one needed the stones. As for me, call me Tipsy." He draws on the pipe again, then coughs. He holds his left hand over to his right side. "And this is my brother Itus. He don't talk much no more." He seems content to sit and smoke, then he starts tapping his pipe out against the wall. "Say, you have any booze on you? I woulda let you fall down there, but I was worried you might have some booze or potions or somethin' that might get smashed."